[singer A] Got so drunk Use a punk New Egypt knows how to stunt Liquor in the cabinet Liquor in the car Mitch is in the backseat Doesn’t no where we are [transition] [singer B] The grid. The line. The pulse. Wait for it... Static noise in a hollow room. Shadows dancing to the boom. Zero point. No light. Just the frequency of night. Keep it steady. Keep it low. [melodic interlude] [singer A] Travis says he’s half drunk but he’s fully movin’ Now his keys are in the truck and the metals groovin’ Got so drunk Use a punk New Egypt knows how to stunt [transition] [singer B] System check. One, two. The rhythm is the only view. Echo in, echo out. This is what it’s all about. Minimal. Pure. [instrumental] [singer B] Data streams in a silver vein. Wash away the mental rain. Click. Pop. Snap. Caught inside the velvet trap. No words. Just space. Find your place. [singer A] Got so drunk Use a punk New Egypt knows how to stunt
